Remembers beautiful women fighting tooth and nail for the right to accept a man’s seed. Tearing hair. Spilling tears and drops of scarlet. ‘For yo...…’ She’s a stranger. Just a whore. Not worth hesitating over. ‘It’s for you and the others. I want to watch…’ ‘Oh?’ she grins, strokes his jutting shaft teasingly. ‘I can tell by how much this beauty has grown! How much should I take, Mister Turner?’ A finger-tip worth? All of it? What if it doesn’t work? What if she takes more than necessary? How. As she stood there holding up her skirt, she said, "Want another lick?" I just nodded "no" so she used her hand to wipe up my cum from her thigh, she licked her fingers and then walked toward the door stopping when she grabbed her purse from the counter. Pulled out her panties and stood there putting them on while facing me. She hesitated a moment before she pulled up her panties all the way giving me another view of her wet shaved pussy and did a little bump and grind. She then pulled her. "Right there! Right there! Keep doing that!" Stacy urged her mother, now bouncing a bit uncontrollably on the table, her hands letting go of her breasts as she reached for both sides of it in order to steady herself. "Fuck, you're gonna make me cum!" she announced, gripping both sides of the table now for support as she arched her back."Me too!" Maxine cried out almost simultaneously, though her own cry of release was somewhat muffled as she spoke, still sucking, and licking her daughter's. Worse, they had chosen a boarding school to be away from her. Was she a bad mother?James had no doubts when he came to pick her up for dinner."You're a good mother, Josie. Don't worry, they will come to their senses," he said. "Do you want me to talk to them?"Josie shook her head. "I'll try later. Listen, James, can we skip dinner? I'm not feeling that well." Sure, darling. Tomorrow at nine?"Josie kissed him good bye and then sat in her living room undecided. With a sigh, she picked up the.